I have time

The city of Liancheng at night is not lonely. There are neon lights and neon lights that have not dissipated during the day, and crowds of people who take off their disguise and release their true selves.

Wrapped in the endless river of cars, Little Pineapple is speeding along the expressway around the city like a passer-by. The roar of the car engine makes the interior of the car even quieter.

Yi Chengfeng quickly turned his head and glanced at Yan Yu, seeing him looking out of the window with a peaceful face, his porcelain white side cheeks flickered by the headlights, he couldn't help reaching out with a hand.

"Xiao Yan, what are you thinking? It's so quiet, I'm a little worried if you regret it..."

Yan Yu grabbed the hand he was groping about on his sleeve, and pulled it back on the steering wheel, "I'm thinking the same thing, if you tell me later that you were just impulsive... am I I should try my best not to shed another tear in front of you, and then take the initiative to break up with you."

The two turned their heads to look at each other at the same time, with flashing smiles in their eyes.

The mirage in the dream seen from afar in the past suddenly fell in front of the eyes in a physical way with a bang, which always gave people a sense of unreality, worrying about gains and losses, thinking that it would suddenly disappear in the next second.

Yi Chengfeng reached into the inner pocket of the jacket, took out something close to his heart and stuffed it into Yan Yu's hand, it was a piece of paper with half-paste edges.

"...Two eyes floating on the river, looking at a bluestone path...The stone pillars are covered with moss...Hold on to the pier...When the water comes, I will wait for you in the water; when the fire comes, I will wait for you in the ashes."

"This is Luo Fu's poem, Xiaoyan, I understand—"

He put his palms on the back of Yan Yu who was bending over to hold back his tears, gently suppressing his unbearable trembling one by one.

"How many years have I not recited the notes you wrote? If those letters hadn't been burned by you, I would have recited every single word. I know I wasted many years of you and the rest of my time It's all yours, all yours, okay?"

"You see, I have already listened to your advice and finished the courses of the College of Adult Education, and the graduation certificate is still stamped with the red seal of Meichuan Institute of Technology. We can be regarded as alumni in a broad sense, right?"

"I know you have a double master's degree, but I also have an excellent graduate certificate from the Automobile Training Institute and a senior technician professional qualification. Premier Zhou said that there is no high or low job, it's just that the division of labor is different!"

Yi Chengfeng took a moment to glance over, reached out and groped to lift Yan Yu's left shoulder, "Xiao Yan, aren't you eating back the love letter you wrote to me? No, no, you can't destroy the evidence. I still need to use this Framed pictures... uh-"

Yan Yu stuck the corner of the letter paper firmly on his mouth with his backhand, "If you want to eat, you eat it yourself! Concentrate on driving! Master technician——"

Uh huh, Yi Chengfeng's eyes rolled wildly, he didn't dare to continue to be aggressive, he was afraid of ruining the only relic of the love letter, and when discussing who fell in love with each other first, in case Yan always turned his face There is no documentary evidence when the account is acknowledged.

"Xiaoyan, guess who will be the first to know about us?"

"Surely it can't be Aunt Su?" Yan Yu showed a worried expression, "Will she beat you...and make me a widow?"

puff-

Although the artistic conception is not so beautiful, Yi Chengfeng is quite pleased with the wording, and has a refreshing feeling of dying without regret.

He pretended to be calm and said, "In the future, I will call it-'our mother'."

Yan Yu's cell phone beeped, "President Wei."

He glanced at the time on the dashboard, 21:53, although the other party knew that he would never rest before ten o'clock, but if there was no urgent matter, he would not call at this time.

"Are you driving?"

"No."

"Tomorrow night, I have an appointment with Minister Qiu of the Economic and Information Commission for dinner. Do you remember the Quu series bound to the bus card?"

"Of course, I was just going to talk to you about this. The R&D side plans to reserve a module so that you can upgrade the card swiping function with a few words... Is there any change now?"

Otherwise, why did you suddenly chase after the phone?

Both ends of the radio wave were silent for a few seconds, completely giving up the channel to the subtle background sound.

When Yi Chengfeng saw Yan Yu answering the phone, he kept silent and concentrated on driving without even pressing the horn halfway, as if he could startle the other party's tens of millions of orders with a single cough.

What Xiaoyan does is always very important and high-ranking. He can't help much, and he can always do it without making trouble.

Passing by a 24-hour convenience store, Yi Chengfeng pulled over and went down to buy two cans of Cesar’s fried lamb chops with cauliflower and taro and canned dog food with roasted fillet beef and a large bag of dog food. Going to the back seat is a new greeting, and returning to the car to continue to be a quiet driver.

Wei Qiancheng leaned in the executive chair, raised his hand in the misty darkness to block the rattling Newtonian perpetual pendulum on the table, and stopped suddenly with a soft sound.

When he went to Cambridge, England to participate in a technology enterprise forum, he found it from a collectible shop near Newton's alma mater, Cambridge University. He bought it and wanted to give it to Yan Yu as a birthday present.

For a while, it was very popular among international students to give this as a gift to their lovers. The never-ending movement symbolizes never-ending love.

No, no, no, Yan Yu opened the gift in front of him in his office, placed it on Mr. Wei's own desk, picked up a small ball with his thumb and forefinger and let it go, click——click, click --clatter

This kind of pure handmade British nostalgic art is more suitable for you. I prefer the silent balance decoration. This kind of regular impact can easily make me nervous. Please forgive me... …

Later, Yan Yu tricked him into exchanging a birthday present. It was a small network projector, but the image definition was much higher than expected. The price was not cheap at the time, but in Mr. Wei’s eyes It's just buying a lollipop to coax a child.

Seeing him taking back his office and happily dismantling it into pieces, taking photos and drawing from various angles to mark, and then assembling them bit by bit, and putting them together for a long time, Wei Qiancheng was really helpless, just as long as you are happy .

"no change!"

Mr. Wei's voice had a hint of depression and boredom, "Let me inform you in advance, and get ready. At seven o'clock tomorrow night, I will be in Modi Bieyuan."

"it is good."

Yan Yu complied, and some kind of not-so-optimistic guess made him swallow the question "Are you not at the company tomorrow?", because it was just a social occasion, and there was really no need to deliberately notify him in advance like this.

***

The little pineapple dexterously climbed up the shoulder of the road along the artificial gentle slope, and stopped in front of the door of Yifeng's garage.

The headlights illuminate the brand-new graffiti rolling doors, a row of cartoon car images of different colors and brands are crowded together, the army green Hummer squints at the white Fit with contempt, and the bright yellow Beetle looks at the fiery red Ferrari with a look of admiration...

"This is very interesting, how did you think of it?" Yan Yu turned the wheelchair and went to look carefully one by one, "I dare say that out of a thousand people passing by here, nine hundred and ninety-nine of them will notice your shop!"

"The other one is blind?" Yi Chengfeng urged him to go in quickly with a computer bag in one hand and dog food in the other, "It's cold outside, you like to watch, I'll take pictures for you later and take a look."

"Yuyu Yuyu, Brother Yu?!" Kaizi was quite surprised when he saw Yan Yu, and came out to meet him without his coat on, and helped him block the glass door, trembling on the spot as he was blown by the night wind.

Yan Yu took a look around in the newly furnished reception room. In just over half a month, Yi Chengfeng tidied up the place in a decent way, and all the signboards he wrote by himself were made into finished products and hung up.

There is a private room in the reception room, which is temporarily used as a dormitory for Yi Chengfeng and Kaizi. There are two single beds and simple furniture, and the living conditions are very casual.

It's cold in winter, and the two dogs I brought are also kept in a corner of the room near the heating.

Yi Chengfeng went to the operation room to check, and then made up for the unsightly work, while Yan Yu and the screwdriver stayed in the room and opened cans to feed the dogs.

"It's really, really delicious!" The screwdriver casually opened a box and sniffed it under his nose, poured it all into a stainless steel bowl, "additional meal! Listen, I don't understand... Open it, let's eat!"

The big devil straightened his back and became vigilant at the first moment, his posture was still strong, he stared at Yan Yu for a while, then lowered his head and arched the little prince who spread himself flat on the old cotton mattress and squinted.

Probably because of his habit of taking a bath, the little prince was snow-white, lying lazily on his stomach, unmoved by the delicious food, Meimeng seemed a little unhappy to be taken away by the big devil, so he moved away a little bit and continued to sleep.

The big devil was not reconciled, so he jumped back and forth to rub against it, and finally risked being flattened by his buttocks, and pushed the little prince from the old cotton mattress with his nose, finally completely The sleepiness broke up, and the two dogs had a supper together with their heads together.

The screwdriver squatted on the ground, and stroked the hair on the back of the little prince's neck. He said that the little prince was probably getting old, and he always loved to sleep, like hibernating, and he didn't have much time to be fully awake throughout the day. The devil is a little lonely.

"It, remembers you," the screwdriver scratched the big devil's chin again, "otherwise, it barks, screams so fiercely, it can take care of the house! But no, I like to take a bath."

Yan Yu held the little prince in his arms who wanted to roll back to sleep after eating a few mouthfuls, "Are his eyes okay?"

Kaizi patiently explained to him that it was Brother Feng who took the little prince to do cataract surgery. One eye was not very good, and he was blind after the operation, and the other eye was very successful.Now it doesn't have a big problem with seeing things, but its position is still as erratic as before. The doctor said that the birth defect can't be cured.

Yi Chengfeng adopted these two dogs after Yan Yu left Meichuan, and they have been raising them until now.

He also taught the screwdriver to learn auto repair. When the screwdriver had no income, Brother Feng would share half of his porridge with him, which was very righteous to him.

He used to be a thief, relying on his ability to learn those delicate tasks quickly, but now he can handle many things on his own, but he can't receive customers, and he is afraid that he will get sick in a hurry.

Yi Chengfeng came to Liancheng to open a shop, and Kaizi insisted on following him without saying a word, anyway, he had no family and no mouth, and he would eat and sleep everywhere, so he had to come even if he didn't pay wages.

There is also a girl named Yao Zhi who also followed me from Meichuan. Now she works as a receptionist and handyman in the store, and she can also manage the accounts.Kai Zi mentioned that there were two red clouds floating on his face, and his head was also lowered. It looked like he wanted to have an office romance.

Yan Yu patiently listened to his chatter, while stroking the soft hair on the top of the little prince's head to braid him. If there was no rubber band, he simply took local materials and tied them with dog hair.

"Feng, Brother Feng is a good man, Chun, man!" Qi Zi gave Yan Yu a thumbs up, "He will, treat you well!"

Yan Yu's face turned red as if he was guilty of guilt, and he really wanted to find a mirror to take a look and see if there were words on his forehead that said "I got married with Yi Chengfeng" or "Yi Chengfeng is my man" A word, otherwise they didn't even say a word after they entered the door, where did this kid see it? !

Yi Chengfeng turned back from the operating room, where the heater was not turned on to save money at night, his face was flushed from the cold, and he put his hands that had been washed in cold water next to the heater to bake.

"How is it? The dog has also seen it, let's take you home, it's 10:30, sleep for seven hours?"

***

Yan Yu was hugged and stuffed into the car by him, and this time he even fastened his seat belt for him.

What about urging him to exercise?If this goes on like this, will he be spoiled to the point where he can even take care of himself?

"Help me warm your hands, it's almost freezing."

Yan Yu's delicate and soft palm was wrapped around Yi Chengfeng's rough and hard hand, like a layer of warm butter melting little by little, moistening into the skin, and sizzling when it touched the hot blood .

Yi Chengfeng was reluctant to let him do this, and jokingly said, "If you want to take advantage of me, just say so, for example... stretch your hands in and I'll warm you up." He pulled off his clothes and motioned for the other party to put cold hands on them. belly.

Yan Yu really let go of him in embarrassment, but his eyes did not turn away, "You have to work three jobs at most, can't you delay your class?"

Yi Chengfeng took the oil off his feet, raised his hand and waved it unconsciously, "Don't sound like a fart, why is he stammering and talking so much nonsense, he's just a short-term worker, just use his time rationally, besides, it's all about the year of the monkey! "

"Otherwise, how would you pay me back?" Yan Yu believed in Kaizi's words. In just five years, he paid off 20 yuan and helped his parents refinance the house. "If you want to owe me nothing, you can say Just leave, right?"

"Xiaoyan, don't think about it, where am I going if I'm surrounded by you! If I don't pay off the money, I'll have no face to see you again. It's different now. Be good, don't be angry, why do you look so good when you are angry? "

Yan Yu fended off his mischievous hand, "Then do you want me to invest for you?"

"Yes! You can say whatever you want." Yi Chengfeng felt that this was the same question as "Do you treat me as one of my own people?" and dared not deny it. "How much do you want to vote for me?"

"As far as this year's annual salary is concerned, I didn't have much money when I first became a VP, almost 250 million... If you think this number is unlucky, I will add a fraction of 880?"

Yi Chengfeng shook his hand, and almost drove the car into the green belt, "One year? Two hundred and five? Is this a big money, Xiaoyan, pinch me, why is it so dreamy? Aww——"

"I'm a little sleepy, I want to sleep for a while." Yan Yu closed his eyes slightly amidst the humming of the engine and the tremor of the car, his voice was full of sleepiness.

It was a kind of relaxation after a long period of tension, like an endless single marathon whose course was suddenly reversed, the eye-catching arrow turned a corner at the bifurcation road, and the new journey became an accompanied excursion, Green mountains and green waters, and listen to the wind.

For him, any future outcome is no longer a failure.

It's a good thing to want to rest, Yi Chengfeng temporarily stopped the car, lowered the back of the seat for him, pulled the down jacket and covered it, and whispered in his ear like a blow, "Go to sleep, I'll call you when we arrive."

"The car was modified for you to be quite comfortable." Yan Yu arched a comfortable posture in the replaced passenger seat, the leather seat under him was faintly warm, and it even had a heating function, "Why don't you get a steering wheel heating?" ?”

After saying this, without waiting for an answer, he fell asleep.

Because the co-pilot is for you, Xiuwaihuizhong's Super Little Pineapple drives steadily along the high speed to the city center.

"Are you awake?" Yi Chengfeng parked the car in the basement, twisted himself close to Yan Yu and asked him softly.He raised his hand and pulled away the collar of the down jacket that he had pulled to cover his mouth and nose at some point, and rubbed the tip of his nose against his.

Cool and itchy, Yan Yu shook his head to avoid it but refused to open his eyes, his disheveled hair hung down to cover his forehead loosely, the corners of his mouth curled into a beautiful curve, "Not yet."

Well, Yi Chengfeng had no choice but to get out of the car, go around, dig him out of the seat, and walk into the elevator with his arms crossed.

The guy pretending to be sleeping in his arms was not professional at all, his eyes and brows were full of smiles, and his cheeks were flushed red from the warm sleep.

"The password is your Mei Chuan's mobile phone number, add a fingerprint later."

"What... when did you change it?" It won't always be this way.

There was ecstasy rising from the bottom of his heart, Yi Chengfeng's arms tightened, it doesn't matter if the number is not at the top of his phone address book, it turned out to be at the top of his heart all along.

"If you change Liancheng's mobile phone number, don't change this one, it's safer instead."

"Master Yan, are you tired of swiping your fingerprints with your paws high?"

Yi Chengfeng struggled to free up a finger to poke the combination lock button, opened the door with a tick, then kicked it back, kicked off his shoes, carried Yan Yu directly into the bedroom, and threw him on the big bed.

"You forgot to take my wheelchair." Yan Yu sat up with his arms propped up.

Yi Chengfeng leaned over to help him take off his shoes, and sat on the edge of the bed to help him take off his coat, "You didn't want me to take it on purpose."

"No, no, please help me get it, I can't do without it." Yan Yu clasped his hands together and begged for mercy, feeling that the present report came a little too soon.

"You still have me, why not?" Yi Chengfeng hung up his suit, and wanted to unbutton his shirt back.

"Hey, I will take this off by myself, you, you stop first, ah—"

Yan Yu's center of gravity was unsteady, and he lay on his back on the big bed. This position was convenient for Yi Chengfeng to help him take off his trousers.

The tall figure came over, and Yi Chengfeng stared at him with a pair of smiling eyes, "Xiao Yan, what smells so good on you?"

"Sweet and sour pork ribs? Or that pineapple-flavored canned dog?" He said, raising his arms and sniffing his sleeves, frowning in disgust.

Yi Chengfeng was discouraged, "Your cleanliness really takes time to flare up, I'm not talking about those!"

"It's 'Nightlight', a little bit of cologne, on the shirt."

Yan Yu pointed to the wardrobe, straightened his body and rubbed upwards, trying to avoid the huge pressure.

"Help me take off my pajamas and just change it out. If you like it, I'll spray it for you—"

"It smells just like you without spraying it."

The shadow covered the sky and the sun, filling Yan Yu's pupils that suddenly dilated due to panic, shrinking into the most familiar and nostalgic temperature in the depths of memory, covering his lips, gently licking those old wounds that have not healed for a long time Scars, cut open the hard shell accumulated over the years to soothe those chronic diseases.

The world seems so small that it can only hold each other tightly, not even a wisp of extra air.

The drumming heartbeat hitting the ears made every cell in the body tremble, and the intertwined breathing was like a messy monsoon, blowing the blood whizzing and scratching the blood vessels and rushing all the way.

"Brother Feng..." Yan Yu's call was like a timid bird fluttering its wings lightly, and the secret longing like a moth fluttering into a flame was blurred into a fiery panting between the red and white lips and teeth.

"Xiao Yan...you are so beautiful...I am a bit reluctant...don't be afraid..."

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I'm a bit... reluctant... not to touch you...

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